Douluo Continent: Lin Dong transmigrates into Huo Yuhao

A deserted palace.

In the southwest corner of the Dao Sect, dozens of giant peaks intertwine, and waterfalls like silver rivers cascade down from them, echoing with thunderous roars throughout the sky.

On the summit, countless figures moved about, each exuding youthful vigor.

Around the giant peak, a river thousands of feet long hangs across the landscape, resembling a celestial river. Only by getting close enough can one discover that this river, which runs across the mountain and the sky, is actually formed from the energy of Nirvana!

This is the real Dan River!

Dao Zong's style is indeed the same as it was back then.

This was the first thought that flashed through Lin Dong's mind when he saw the hanging Dan River.

He had roughly estimated his strength, which was roughly the same as before his rebirth.

He knew the benefits of the Dan River for cultivation. In his previous life, he hadn't cultivated here for long before being forced to flee to the Chaotic Demon Sea by those three old dogs.

This presented a perfect opportunity; he was his greatest enemy, the Demon Emperor hidden in the dimensional rift.

Before he has enough strength, having the Dao Sect as a powerful backer will make it easier for him to acquire resources and improve his strength at a faster pace than before.

Most importantly, he didn't want that girl to sacrifice her life for him again in order to gain such powerful strength.

Not having enough confidence this time, his primary goal was to prevent that wisp of yellow from arriving in this dimension.

After all, he already knew how the Heavenly King Palace summoned the Demon Emperor. All he needed to do was have enough strength to stop the Heavenly King Palace's plan before that day.

As Lin Dong was pondering this in his heart, Wu Dao, who was beside him, spoke up with a smile:

"Within the Desolate Hall, there are three thousand disciples, three hundred of whom are personally taught disciples. Each of them is an outstanding individual selected through rigorous screening. In the outer perimeter, the Desolate Hall also has tens of thousands of registered disciples. As long as they pass the test, they can become true disciples of the Desolate Hall at any time."

Lin Dong could hear a hint of smugness in his tone; he truly had a deep affection for Dao Sect and Wudao.

Looking at Lin Dong's calm expression, Wu Dao's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation. This little guy's temperament was indeed impeccable.

Even after hearing his own words, he didn't show the slightest bit of unease in his eyes. To have risen from a low-level dynasty to where he is now, he must have some trump cards to support his confidence.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Dao looked at Lin Dong and spoke softly, with a hint of reminder:

"Hehe, with your performance, becoming a personal disciple is naturally no problem at all, but I still have to give you a few words of advice in advance."

Although our Desolate Hall ranks last among the four halls, the competition here is still fierce. Sometimes, to have better cultivation treatment, you have to demonstrate strength that others can respect; otherwise, your treatment will soon be taken over by someone else.

Seeing Wu Dao's slightly serious expression, Lin Dong nodded gently:

"Thank you for the reminder, senior."

Upon hearing this, Wu Dao nodded without changing his expression, and as if to ease Lin Dong's tension, he added:

"For the disciples, this competition is also a kind of training, so we will not interfere easily. If they want to have cultivation resources far exceeding those of ordinary disciples in the Desolate Hall, they must naturally have enough strength to protect these benefits."

"You are the champion of this year's Hundred Dynasties War, and you have also won many good talents for our Dao Sect. According to the rules, you should naturally be rewarded, but... it depends on whether you have the ability to protect them."

"What reward?"

Although Lin Dong already knew the specifics of the reward, in order not to reveal anything, he still looked at Wu Dao and asked softly.

After listening, Wu Dao smiled patiently, pointed to the enormous Dan River with one finger, and explained slowly:

"Do you see that Dan River? Every year, deep within its depths, an extremely pure Nirvana Qi is born. Within the sect, it's called Nirvana Golden Qi. For those in the Nirvana Realm, this thing has an extremely powerful nourishing effect."

"The Palace Master and I will personally take action and activate the Nirvana Golden Qi to temper your body and the vital energy within you. As long as you can withstand it, your strength will definitely improve."

Lin Dong's face lit up with joy upon hearing this, and he smiled as he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Wu Dao.

"That sounds like it'll work well, thank you very much, senior."

After hearing this, Wu Dao gave him a mocking look and said in a low voice:

"Don't thank me yet. Nirvana Golden Qi must be quite good. Originally, only the most outstanding disciples of the Desolate Hall were qualified to enjoy this. If it weren't for your great contribution, you wouldn't be able to enjoy it now."

Lin Dong chuckled softly, then looked at him with some confusion and asked:

"Who is the strongest disciple in the Desolate Palace right now?"

"The four direct disciples are all at the seventh level of Nirvana Realm, and none of them are easy to deal with."

Lin Dong's expression didn't change much, but his eyes flashed with determination. He then slowly nodded and said calmly:

"They are indeed very strong, but surpassing them shouldn't be difficult."

With his current strength, he is comparable to a powerhouse at the sixth level of Nirvana.

If his strength improves further, he will be able to fight even against a Seventh-Level Nirvana Realm expert. He has only just entered the Desolate Palace, and it won't be long before he catches up with his senior brothers.

Looking at Lin Dong's calm expression, Wu Dao nodded in approval in his heart.

He witnessed Lin Dong's rise from the ancient battlefield firsthand. For a young man from a low-level dynasty to emerge victorious from such a perilous place was beyond mere miracle.

Although he admired Lin Dong greatly in his heart, outwardly, in order not to let Lin Dong become too arrogant, he still looked at Lin Dong and continued to remind him:

"By the way, if you want to gain the qualification to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture, defeating them is also a must, but there's no need to rush right now; there should still be some time."

"As for the Danhe Initiation I just mentioned, only a very few people in the entire Dao Sect are qualified to enjoy this."

Therefore, it's understandable that some disciples might feel resentful that you, a disciple who has just joined the Dao Sect, are receiving such treatment. As for how to resolve these issues, we elders won't interfere much; it's all up to your own abilities.

Lin Dong chuckled and nodded: "Understood."

Wu Dao's gaze suddenly turned to the little sable and little flame beside Lin Dong, and he asked softly:

"By the way, what are your plans for your two friends?"

He knew their identities and naturally understood that Xiao Diao and the others probably wouldn't choose to join the Dao Sect.

"I'll take Xiao Yan away in two days," Little Mink said lazily.

Lin Dong's eyes showed little emotion. He knew what the little sable was thinking, and looked at it softly, asking:

"Leave? To what will you do?"

After listening, the little sable looked at him and explained in a nonchalant tone:

"Take him out for a trip. There's a place in the Eastern Xuan Region where some things are quite beneficial to him. It would be better for him to cultivate there."

"Big brother, second brother said that my strength can be improved very quickly there. If you encounter any trouble, send a message to second brother with your primordial spirit, and we will come to kill you."

Xiao Yan gave Lin Dong a simple, honest smile and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen," Little Mink said with a smile to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong didn't say anything more after hearing this, and simply nodded slightly. He was naturally very at ease with the little sable.

With a thought, Wu Dao channeled his Yuan Power to bring everyone to a stone platform. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, several disciples swiftly rushed towards them. He looked at Lin Dong and the others and said softly:

"Alright, we've arrived at the Desolate Palace. Take a short rest today, and we'll head to Danhe Terrace tomorrow, where you will receive the Danhe Initiation."

"yes!"

"Welcome to the Desolate Palace. From now on, this place will be your home."

Wu Dao looked at everyone with a benevolent smile, his tone gentle and warm.

Excitement instantly shone on Liu Bai and the others' faces. After going through so many hardships, they had finally become disciples of a super sect!

Dao Sect, in the east, atop a giant mountain.

A powerful aura and fluctuations of Yuan energy echoed among the mountain peaks; this was the Heavenly Palace, the foremost of the four palaces.

Above the Heavenly Palace, there is also a pure cinnabar river that runs across the area. Its scale far surpasses that of the Desolate Palace, and it is difficult to see the end of it at a glance.

But once you stand here, you can clearly sense the incredibly dense Nirvana energy emanating from the Dan River, causing the space to distort.

On the Dan River, there are platforms of various sizes, where many disciples sit cross-legged and cultivate with their eyes closed, powerful energy emanating from their bodies.

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Platforms of varying sizes are scattered around the Dan River, but generally speaking, the closer to the center of the Dan River, the fewer platforms there are, and naturally, the fewer disciples cultivate on them.

call out!

A crisp sound of wind breaking through the air rang out above the Dan River, mixed with the clear sounds of musical instruments colliding, like heavenly music.

Many disciples opened their eyes excitedly, staring at the graceful figure soaring through the sky, their eyes filled with admiration.

Qianying paid no attention to these gazes and quickly plunged into the depths of the Dan River, landing gracefully on a platform at the deepest part.

The girl, dressed in a red dress, landed on the platform and immediately looked ahead. At the edge of the platform, a woman was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by an incredibly rich aura of nirvana.

The woman on the platform was dressed in green, her soft green hair casually tied with a green ribbon, the tip of which drew a subtle, sharp arc.

With her hands resting horizontally on her knees, her jade-like fingers subtly shifting between the seals, a cyan longsword fell between the two seals, and the sword energy spread out, even cutting through the dense Nirvana energy around her.

"sister."

Upon seeing the woman in black before her, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but pout slightly, looking quite adorable.

The woman in green was none other than Ying Xiaoxiao, the top young talent of the Dao Sect and the senior disciple of the Heavenly Palace.

Hearing the clear voice behind her, Ying Xiaoxiao slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and her usually cold face instantly softened.

"Weren't you supposed to be with Uncle Wei selecting new disciples? What's wrong with you now?"

Ying Xiaoxiao flipped her jade-like hand, sheathed her cyan longsword, and stood up with a touch of elegance, looking at Ying Huanhuan with a smile in her eyes.

"Don't even mention it." Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly, pouting with a hint of resentment.

"I originally wanted to see what that guy who won the Hundred Dynasties War was capable of, but I didn't expect him to be such an arrogant idiot."

"What's wrong?"

Ying Xiaoxiao looked at her clenched teeth and charming expression, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes, but her voice remained calm and composed.

"That guy actually gave up joining the Heavenly Palace and ran off to the Desolate Palace." Ying Huanhuan's angry voice rang out the next second.

"Oh?"

Ying Xiaoxiao was slightly taken aback, also somewhat surprised, clearly this was the first time she had heard of such a thing.

"That guy said he wanted to cultivate the Great Desolation Scripture."

"Ambitious."

Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but snort softly after hearing this, and looked at her indignantly, saying:

"What's the use of having great ambition? If the Great Desolation Scripture were so easy to cultivate, the Desolation Palace would have surpassed the Heavenly Palace long ago. Didn't my sister sit in meditation in front of the Desolation Stele for a month back then, but she gained nothing? How could that arrogant guy possibly have done it?"

Ying Xiaoxiao gripped her cyan longsword, pointing it diagonally into the Dan River, a sharp sword aura emanating from it. She replied in a cool, clear voice:

"The Great Desolation Sutra is not for me, but for someone else, they might actually have a chance."

After hearing this, Ying Huanhuan pouted, her eyes widening in surprise, and asked doubtfully:

"Cultivating the Great Desolation Scripture isn't something you can succeed at just by relying on luck. Do you really think that guy can succeed, sister?"

Ying Xiaoxiao tilted her head slightly and said softly, "Twenty percent."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan's big eyes widened again, and her tone rose slightly:

"You're saying that guy has a 20% chance of success? How is that possible? You've never even seen him!"

"A person who surpasses the geniuses of those super dynasties despite being born into a low-ranking dynasty is no ordinary person. The champion of the Hundred Dynasties War is not something that can be obtained by luck."

"Who knows? He's not anything special."

Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips, remaining noncommittal, and muttered softly, "That guy actually dared to bet with me."

At this point, Ying Huanhuan's big eyes darted around, and she was about to speak when the woman in black's calm voice came from the front:

"Don't come to me with these things. There are plenty of people who will stand up for you. I won't be the only one. I don't want to be distracted by these things. I have more important things to do."

"It's just that she lost one move to Ling Qingzhu of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace back then."

Ying Huanhuan muttered something under her breath, but as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the sword energy permeating the platform had become sharper, and she immediately shut up.

"Little girl, if you feel you've been too free lately, I can put you in confinement for a few days."

Ying Xiaoxiao's calm voice immediately made Ying Huanhuan cover her mouth, and without hesitation, she turned and slipped away...

(End of this chapter)